"And what does that mean?" Mrs Zabini asked after several moments of silence. Harry didn't immediately reply, he instead pulled out a small pouch, he hissed to Jet as he opened it. Jet hissed back before he went into the pouch, which had obviously been magically enhanced if otherwise Jet wouldn't have been able to get more than the first quarter of his body inside, once the snake was all the way inside Harry closed the pouch.
"It has a space extension charm along with silencing charms." Harry explained when he saw her look at it. "Angela gave it to me yesterday, I think I now know why. Anyway, back to what I was saying. To answer your question, it means that I am ready to learn if you're ready to teach."
"Excellent." Mrs Zabini purred as she licked her lips.
Harry found himself lying in bed, he wasn't wearing anything but then again neither was Mrs Zabini, who happened to be lying right next to him. They were both sweating, both had grins on their faces and Harry was rather enjoying her body being pushed against his side. Harry was no expert but he felt like he had done fairly good for his first time, Mrs Zabini had seemed to enjoy it, though part of Harry's mind could not help but wonder if she was faking. Even though it was possible, Harry didn't feel like she had been faking, throughout their time together she had not been afraid to give him criticism, tell him how to improve and what not to do.
Still, Harry could not help but feel a bit proud for himself, his first time was with the smoking hot milf next to him. He could only imagine what would have happened if he had shown his cousin Dudley exactly who Harry had lost his virginity to, the idiot would probably have his head explode just from jealousy alone.
"That was enjoyable," Mrs Zabini smiled at him. "there is of course room for improvement, but very good for a first time."
"Will there be more times?" Harry asked in a hopeful voice as he looked at her.
"Of course," She said as if it was beyond ridiculous for there to not be more 'lessons'. "you need practise, the art of seduction is not something that can easily be taught, after all. We will meet again every weekend."
"Every weekend?" Harry asked, "I don't have a problem with that but I don't think that I am allowed to leave the school every weekend."
"You are if it is family business." She replied. "Tell them that you must leave due to your position as Lord Potter, they will not be allowed to stop you, providing you return the same day."
"I see someone has been studying the rules," Harry laughed. "okay, every weekend then. We're not telling Blaise about this, right?"
"Oh that goes without saying." Mrs Zabini replied.
"You were spending quite a long time with the Zabini matriarch." Jet pointed out as they he and Harry left.
"Trust me, if you were me then you would also want to spend a long time with her." Harry said with a smile.
"Perhaps, but I'd rather be me. Unlike you humans I don't need to go to the toilet everyday." Jet countered.
"Whatever you say, mate." Harry laughed.
Later that day Harry would find Angela, take her to his room and snog the hell out of her as a thank you. He was tempted to sleep with her as well but decided that he wanted a bit more experience before doing so.
The next day during breakfast in the great hall the Slytherin third years sat together, like usual. Since today was Sunday they didn't have any lessons, so between eating they began discussing what they would do for the day. Part way through breakfast they found themselves interrupted.
"E...excuse me," A voice said, Harry looked up and saw Roman Lestrange standing just behind Draco and Blaise who had both turned in their seats to look at him. "I was wondering if I could talk to you." He said, keeping his body as straight as possible.
"Are you still following him around?" Pansy sneered at him, "It's clear he doesn't want you. Crabbe, Goyle, get rid of the pipsqueak." Pansy ordered the two larger boys, except they didn't move. The two looked between Draco and Harry with questioning looks, the only two people that Crabbe and Goyle felt like they had to listen to.
"Parkinson, don't ever speak for me again." Harry said after swallowing another bite of his breakfast. "Have you eaten breakfast yet?" Harry asked Roman.
"Um...no, no I have not." Roman said with a small headshake, he kept his eyes on Harry, even though he was tempted to look at the snake that was resting next to Harry's plate.
"Draco, Blaise, give him some room." Harry said to his two friends before he looked back to Roman. "Sit." Harry ordered. Draco and Blaise exchanged looks before they both moved apart long enough for Roman to sit between them. Roman hesitated for a moment before he sat in-between the two boys, once Roman sat down a plate and goblet appeared with his breakfast, thanks to the house elves. Roman was about to reach for his food but stopped when Harry grabbed the plate and cup and pulled it away from him and handed them to Crabbe and Goyle. "Extra food for you boys." Harry said to the two of them.
"Really?" Both boys asked at the same time.
"Really, really." Harry nodded before he turned to the others. "Eat." Harry said before he continued eating. The third year Slytherin's collectively shrugged before they continued eating while Roman stared enviously at them.
"I was wondering if I could talk to you about becoming your..." Roman began but was interrupted.
"Eyes down and mouth shut." Harry said to Roman as he continued eating.
"I...I'm sorry?" Roman asked.
"Keep your eyes pointing down at your lap, don't raise them until I tell you, you had better not speak or even glance up without my permission, got it?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Got it." Roman said in a quiet voice as he looked down at his lap.
"Hmm, that was lovely." Harry said once he had finished eating. He looked at Roman. "You can look up now." Harry said, and the boy looked up. "You can talk now. Now, that was just a taste of what I could do to you if you became my vassal. If you were my vassal then you would have to obey me even if I told you to run up and down this whole hall without clothes, do you understand that?"
"I...I do, but I still want to be your vassal." Roman said in a quiet but firm voice. Harry stared at him with narrowed green eyes, Roman flinched slightly but met his gaze, though barely.
"Persistent little thing, isn't he?" Jet hissed. "Almost as stubborn as you, luckily you're far cooler, you have me after all."
"Go to the common room," Harry ordered him. "you will wait there for me and you won't leave until I tell you to. Go, now." Roman didn't say anything, instead he simply nodded before he got up and walked away. "Flipsy," Harry called with a sigh, the elf popped in a second later. "go to the kitchens and find out what they are making for the second years, then make some for the Lestrange boy and deliver it to him in the common room." Harry ordered.
"Right away, Master." Flipsy nodded before popping away. Tracey and Daphne exchanged smiles at that. Parkinson was about to say something but was stopped when Harry turned his gaze onto her and gave her a challenging look, daring her to make a comment. In a rather smart move she decided to stay quiet.
"Yeah, that's right bitch." Jet hissed at her.
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